I was at home on September 11th 2001. I had been up until around 3:00 that morning so I didn't get up until 1:30 and thought I was going to lose it when I turned on the TV. I was glued to the tv the rest of the day and only left long enough to go pick up a special edition of the local newspaper and pick up a ribbon. I wanted to donate blood but I don't weigh enough.

I put a tape in the VCR starting with the President's speech that night and kept it going through the local news. I have also kept the newspapers for the week after the attacks and have bought just about every book I can find that has been written on it. I figure that this is history and one day any kids that I have will be doing a report on it.

I remember thinking that half the people who did this should be strapped in a remote controlled plane that was going to be destroyed anyway, and the other half strapped inside a building that was going to be demolished so that they would see exactly what they put those thousands of people through. Then I realized that all that would be doing is giving them what they want.

I still find myself wondering sometimes why God allowed this to happen. I know that He didn't cause it though and that in the end, these evil doers will be punished for thier deeds. If you look back there have been more people turning to God so He really had turned what the enemy meant for evil and turned it to good, but I still find myself thinking there must have been another way that wouldn't have caused so many lives.

This year I'm having some friends over on the 11th for a Pot Luck. I figure that we should have some fun on the anniversary of that horrible day to show the terrorists that they haven't won. Although I do think that the entire area at ground zero should be a park/memorial and that September 11th should be a national holiday to remember those who lost their live on that fateful day. I'm just beginning to ramble now so I'll quit but it is nice to have a place like this where we can all come together and remember.

Marcia | 25 | Washington

#1779 | Sunday, September 8th, 2002

I will never forget September 11, 2001. What began as an ordinary school day turned out to be the day the world changed. I was in chemistry class when the first plane hit the WTC and my teacher turned on the t.v. We all watched in stunned silence as the second plane hit and the towers collapsed. People were running around school crying hysterically, and phone centers were set up so we could get in touch with our families. The one thing I will never forget is walking out into the hallway and seeing a guy i didnt know standing there hugging his father and sobbing. His mother had called from the Trade Center saying that a plane had hit the building and she didnt know if she would make it out. She didnt. I still cry when i think about it. For as long as I live 9/11/01 will be engraved in my heart and in my memory. GOD BLESS AMERICA

bonnie | 18 | New Jersey

#1780 | Sunday, September 8th, 2002

I was riding in my car, going to work that morning when I heard on the radio what had happened. I could not believe what I was hearing. I got to a telivision as soon as possible to learn more about what was going on. It has been almost one year since the attacks, and I still think about it every day. I can only imagine what those workers and the rescue people went through on that September day. My heart goes out to each and every one of them and their family. I think everyone should step back and look at that day and realize just how much we take for granted,and how just one second can change our life and outlook for ever.

Daniel Lester | 25 | Virginia

#1781 | Sunday, September 8th, 2002

Life
Precious lives taken from those that loved

them the most are now gone into a place of

eternal rest and comfort.

Those that took their precious lives will

never live to rememeber what they did to

deserve eternal punishment.

Sara Elizabeth Bowman
Abilene, TX

I wrote this the day of the attacks on America. This poem is for all those who lost their lives that day and for our wonderful country. I was in band outside marching when we were told about the attacks, we stopped marching to say a long prayer for the nation.

Sara Bowman | 18 | Texas

#1782 | Sunday, September 8th, 2002

I was in my 2nd period class (I was a freshman in high school) and I remember my principle coming over the PA system telling us that a plane hit the WTC. I sat there thinking... why is she interupting our class for THAT? I admit I didn't know much about the WTC and that's why I remember thinking that. Then the 3rd period bell rang and I walked past a classroom that had the local news on showing footage. I walked past and then went back by the room. I almost had to sit down. I couldn't believe it! I nearly ran to my next class and that's all we did that period was watch the news footage. I, along with millions of other people, witnessed the 2nd plane go into the 2nd WTC. I remember students crying, calling thier parents on their cell phones because thier relatives or parents had flights that day. It was an unbelieveableday and no one will ever forget that. I wish we could all be as political as we were on that day, every day!